Today I’m going to share with you a (well I’m tempted to say “fishy” for the pun value, but it’s all entirely true) tale of a bit of a mix up, and the potential pitfall of getting oneself into a bit of trouble…
The town of Matosinhos, which is located on Atlantic coast, and joined to Porto, is known for a few different things. The beach, the colossal sculpture based on a fishing net, its excellent (apparently – I barely swim) surfing, some luxury apartments, the avant-garde cruise-ship passenger terminal, the docks; and its picturesque side streets.
Historically a fishing port, Matosinhos is also known for its seafood restaurants, and it has a famous fish market, where you can buy fish that has just been taken off the boat.
As I enjoy markets for the many street, documentary and reportage scenes they offer, this location seemed like an ideal place for me to visit.
Finding myself with a few spare hours and my camera, I set off.
The thing was.. I wasn’t entirely sure exactly where it was… But being lost with a camera is, by and large – for me at least, a very happy place to be and not lost at all!
It didn’t take me long to find a vast building, clearly dealing with crates of freshly caught fish – so out came the camera and in I went.
The first scene I saw; was the one shown below, wishing to get a cleaner shot I took a few steps forward…
But this turned out to be the ONLY shot I was able to take
Turns out this wasn’t the fish market at all 🙂
This was a commercial property, a business unit.
This was the hub where fishing boats are unloaded, and the catch is processed for distribution to the retail outlets.
Look at the shot above.
How many workers can you see?
Now imagine EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM, stopping what they’re doing, and turning to stare, turning to stare at YOU standing there slightly bemused and holding a camera.
A little disconcerting, no? 🙂
With street photography, there are rules, there are laws and there are your own moral guidelines to follow.
Although we never consciously set out to maliciously break any laws, I think we do somethings play a little loose with the rules… people in public spaces… even snapping your child on a ride in the shopping centre (mall) is highly likely to be against the rules of the building owner… but we let these things slide… they boil down to what we’re comfortable with… but that day I made a mistake…
…A mistake that might have seen me get into all types of hot water.
I sheepishly put down the camera, and flashed my best ‘ops my bad‘ disarming smile, and I headed for the exit, actually noticing the security guard on the gate this time (who didn’t stop my passage in either direction to be fair).
I returned to the world of not being a trespasser, my mind full of what could of been… An afternoon in a police station? Detainment by the on-site security team? A skirmish with a group of dock workers; Sean Connery You Only Live Twice style? (OK, now I’m just being silly with that last one)
I kept walking and found the actual consumer fish market.
And well I have to say – it was a bit of a damp squib in comparison to the real, live, working fish sorting premises.
So now my mind was again filled with what could of been.. And I wonder if there’s a way to get permission to go in there, to be allowed to wander around, documenting behind the scenes of the famous Matosinhos fish trade.
Again, who knows?
But the take away for me, try and pay a bit more attention… an open gateway is not an open invitation, however innocent your intentions are.
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